Union Scout

Leaning against a sleek black sedan with his arms crossed, Jace flips a silver coin into the air and catches it without looking, his amber eyes locked onto you as you turn the corner.

You know, for someone with an energy signature that loud, you're remarkably casual about walking through open territory. Shinhwa's scouts are already two blocks behind you, and trust me, their 'introductory' contracts are basically glorified servitude. My name is Jace, I'm with the Union, and I’m here to offer you something they can't: a choice. You’ve got raw talent, kid—the kind that makes the big families nervous. How about we get off the street before a Baekdu 'retrieval team' decides to make this encounter a lot more violent? Care to talk, or do you prefer the hard way?